Now is the summer of our discontent!
Obey the dictates of the realm no more! Today we strike a blow for personal freedom, and the freedom of the market to provide goods the people want, irrespective of the pathetic morality of our so called Guardians of Public Virtue!
Throw out to the devil the people like Fynn Barret who importune the honest businessmen and his simple attempt to rise from the poverty our social "superiors" wish to lock us in forever! Today, the first blow was struck at the very heart of Barret's bastion in Britain!
Rejoice in the blessings of Exodus, Fynn... or see your official prod-nosery come to a violent end! And for what does he interfere with our lives? To enforce the taxation of the poor, just to pay for opulent luxury for the select few who grovel and scrape before Lords and Ladies! Grovellers such as Fynn himself! I still live in Yew, not in a house but in the branches of a tree! Whilst Fynn Barret can swan about in Malas with marble floors and such?
Exodus says "Not any more you won't!"
And why not?
Let's see his corpulent belly squeeze past even more Nexus!
I say this doesn't go far enough though!
Let us away with all respect for those who call themselves our masters!
Obliterate all the places that hold any meaning to them!
Violate all the rituals and respect any dare hold for these parasites!
Exodus Excelsior!
Death itself can not save them from our righteous wrath!
Anarchy shall be the only law!
We shall bury them *bangs shoe on table* only to act as fertilizer for our own freedoms!
Nexus shall consume them all!
(P.S. Nexus deeds for sale, 3m gold!)
Obey the dictates of the realm no more! Today we strike a blow for personal freedom, and the freedom of the market to provide goods the people want, irrespective of the pathetic morality of our so called Guardians of Public Virtue!
Throw out to the devil the people like Fynn Barret who importune the honest businessmen and his simple attempt to rise from the poverty our social "superiors" wish to lock us in forever! Today, the first blow was struck at the very heart of Barret's bastion in Britain!
Rejoice in the blessings of Exodus, Fynn... or see your official prod-nosery come to a violent end! And for what does he interfere with our lives? To enforce the taxation of the poor, just to pay for opulent luxury for the select few who grovel and scrape before Lords and Ladies! Grovellers such as Fynn himself! I still live in Yew, not in a house but in the branches of a tree! Whilst Fynn Barret can swan about in Malas with marble floors and such?
Exodus says "Not any more you won't!"
And why not?
Let's see his corpulent belly squeeze past even more Nexus!
I say this doesn't go far enough though!
Let us away with all respect for those who call themselves our masters!
Obliterate all the places that hold any meaning to them!
Violate all the rituals and respect any dare hold for these parasites!
Exodus Excelsior!
Death itself can not save them from our righteous wrath!
Anarchy shall be the only law!
We shall bury them *bangs shoe on table* only to act as fertilizer for our own freedoms!
Nexus shall consume them all!
(P.S. Nexus deeds for sale, 3m gold!)
